The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 210: The storyteller closed his eyes while drinking alcohol
Chapter 210, the storyteller closed his eyes and talked with a drink
Update time: 2013-03-15
What is a great family? Sister Murong walked into the Beiliang Palace, only to know what it means to enter the Houmen Deep Dead Sea. When they saw the Tingchao Lake and the arsenal pavilion standing on the shore, they took a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the dinner party was very small. There is not much difference with the ordinary merchants of wealthy family. He did not put up the position of hitting the bell and the tripod. His Royal Highness sat next to Xu Xiao and gobbled it up. Yuan Zuozong and Chu Lushan were also qualified to sit. One toasted slowly and the other was cautious. Tearing the tender **** duck meat, Murong Wuzhu looked in a daze since he walked into the palace, eating absent-mindedly, and the two small buttocks did not dare to cling to the stool. Xu Xiao occasionally gave Xu Fengnian some chopsticks and vegetables on the dinner table, whispering during the period. "If the fat tiger is here, I won’t be able to pick up the food." His Royal Highness, who had been bowing his head, only paused for a while, and continued to eat, so that his cheeks were bulging. These visitors went to stay. After Xu Fengnian went to Wutongyuan to take a bath and change clothes, he stretched out refreshingly, and the spirited Yingyans, headed by sweet potatoes, saw that His Royal Highness held an embroidered winter knife in his hand. It’s hard not to have chirping. Xu Fengnian smiled warmly and touched his cheek alone. Then he walked out of the yard, came to the Tingchao Pavilion, opened the gate, and went up to the third floor to find the white fox who was standing on the ladder looking for secrets. Hey, Bai Huer's face jumped down the long ladder. The two looked at each other, and no one said aloud. The scene seemed to be neither warm nor tender, but it was also very good, otherwise the two elders were affectionate. Yes, Xu Fengnian estimated that he would have goosebumps. With Murong Tong’s lessons learned, he was a little weird and awkward towards the face of the white fox. The face of the white fox looked back and went to find the secret book to check the missing parts. Xu Fengnian saw the face of the white fox. Without polite greetings, I had to find words for myself and said: "I saw Chen Yu, she is very beautiful, Chen Yu, her father and mother are really unknown prophets, and she looks like Chen Yu and Luo Yan."
Bai Hu'er asked with a light face, "Retaken the Beiliang Palace?"
Xu Fengnian laughed at himself: "No, I was abducted by an eight hundred li expedited decree that came out of the capital, otherwise I must let the lady know what it means to have a mountain outside the mountain, and there is a sky outside the sky." /
White Fox’s face frowned, turned to stare at this unobstructed His Royal Highness, the corners of her mouth curled up, not at all charming, but a murderous and murderous, "Huh, I have absorbed eight rhubarb." Ting, I really think I’m invincible? This trip to the arsenal and embroidering winter, is it implying that I cut you? Let’s say, how many cuts are you satisfied?"
Xu Fengnian slowly put Xiudong behind him, and smiled awkwardly: "I didn't want to kill the arrogance of that high-minded lady."
Bai Hu'er looked at his guilty son, and asked: "I know you very well?"
Xu Fengnian thought about this question very seriously, and then said in a sincere tone: "You are not familiar with me, I know you very well, can this work?"
Bai Hu'er turned around, with a faint arc at the corner of his mouth, and said in a cold tone: "It's very vigorous. No wonder the whole Beiliang is now slapping His Royal Highness."
Xu Fengnian will be crazy when he is a villain. He laughed and said: "Absolute praise, absurd praise. But after holding back for many years, I always look for opportunities to get angry with those scholars who are famous by scolding their sons."
Bai Hu'er face shook his head helplessly.
Xu Fengnian asked curiously: "When will you be on the fourth floor?"
Bai Hu'er looked around his face for a week, and said, "It's only these few days."
Xu Fengnian sighed: "I don't expect to catch up with you in this life."
White Fox’s face didn’t ridicule His Royal Highness this time, and said calmly: "What is the realm? Except for Wang Xianzhi, who would dare to win Li, who has been staying in the Diamond Realm, beware? Celestial phenomena have long been acquiesced. People in the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism have water in most of their realms. When it comes to killing people and enemies, at least one realm must be lowered to meet the truth. Therefore, it is only possible to become a Confucian sage on Xuanyuan Jingcheng on Daxueping. And the Xuanyuan Dapan of the big celestial elephant will die together. Of course, the Confucian bald **** Taoist priest, the most powerful thing is a mouth, every time he has to say something for the sky, there is nothing wrong with fighting, it is excusable."
Xu Fengnian smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, you are not a lady, otherwise you are so venomous, who would dare to marry you."
White Fox’s face ignored Xu Fengnian’s gag, and stretched out his hand bluntly. Xu Fengnian hesitated for a while and said shamelessly: “Ben Shizi and Xiudong have been living together for two years. If you dislike Xiudong being tacky, you might as well..."
White Fox's face didn't shrink his hands, just stared.
Murderous, evil, domineering!
This **** is the master who will win the championship in the future. No wonder Li Laojian is regarded as the highest Diaoyutai in martial arts in the future. At a young age, he can regard land immortals as things in his bag. Xu Fengnian admits that he has lost eighteen streets and is separated by countless bun shops and pawnshops. Brothels, people are more popular than people. The spineless His Royal Highness, who had just been praised, hurriedly threw Xiudong over, and then turned and climbed upstairs in a swift manner. Bai Hu'er took the Xiudongdao with his face, tilted his head, and smiled silently. Xu Fengnian came to the top of the pavilion and sat on the top of the pavilion. Li Yishan, who was dying and withered, was writing with one stroke. After half an hour, he raised his head and said slowly: "The Xuanyuan family’s secrets have been sorted out, and the servant Nangong downstairs shot out. A lot of power..."
When was talking, Xu Xiao came upstairs with two jugs of wine, sat down cross-legged, and separated the three green bowls that had been stacked together. The fragrance of the wine filled, as long as Li Yishan had wine to drink, he would stop talking and drink. After finishing a pot and a half of the green ant that the common people could afford to drink, the slightly drunk Li Yishan saw that there was only half a pot left, so he waved his hand and gave the order to dismiss the guests. The father and son smiled at each other and stood up and left the pavilion. Li Yishan poured a small bowl of wine on his own, murmured "Jiangshan", and drank it all, "beautiful", and another small bowl, "beautiful" enters his abdomen, and then loyalty, monarch, spring and autumn, rivers and lakes , Both fell into the abdomen with Green Ant Spirits, and eventually fell drunk on several cases.
Xu Fengnian and Xu Xiao came to the top of Qingliang Mountain, and the father and son had a secret conversation, and outsiders didn't know anything about it.
In the early morning of the second day, Xu Fengnian went to Wudang Mountain and sat in a daze near the Little Lotus Peak Turtle Tablet.
faintly returned to the city for a few rides, and Shizi Hall went down to look at the shop selling sauced beef. It was already closed, and naturally I would never see the little girl who was stern-face to any guests.
This year the lunar calendar is twenty-eight, and Xu Fengnian went to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's dojo alone to ring 108 instead of Xu Xiao.
At the evening of the Lantern Festival, every household was hung with red lanterns. His Royal Highness and a few women who were in the world went out to relax. The white fox's face unexpectedly accompanied him. Instead of going to the downtown, he just chose a secluded restaurant and went up to the second floor. Some delicate pastries, let Xiao Er go to warm a pot of rice wine. On the first floor, there is a pair of grandfather and granddaughter who make a living by storytelling. The blind old man knocks on the bamboo board to tell the story, whispering, the yellow-faced little girl is sitting on a small bench, playing the pipa. Pipa is of inferior quality and jerky hand skills~IndoMTL.com~ is far from the sound of nature. It didn’t take long for the blind artist to sit down. When His Royal Highness began to drink, he finished a warm-up play. He was talking about how the princess of Beiliang played the drums in white. Because the restaurant is located in a remote place, most of the people in the city are now preparing to go shopping. At the Lantern Festival, there were few diners on the first floor, and the business was bleak on the second floor. Xu Fengnian and Bai Huer drank wine face to face, after thinking about it, beckoned to the shop's Xiaoer to send a bowl of warm rice wine to both grandfather and grandson downstairs.
The wine was delivered to the first floor. The blind old man said something to his granddaughter. The little girl stood up with Pipa in her arms and bowed to the second floor.
The blind old storyteller borrowed a stool from the restaurant, put the wine bowl on his hand, and when he talked about rising, he raised his hand for a drink.
said the sound of Beiliang horseshoes.
said that the Spring and Autumn Period was full of smoke.
Unconsciously, he finally said the words of His Royal Highness Beiliang Shizi on the banks of the Guangling River.
His Royal Highness Shizi quietly heard that the scholar had a drink and closed his eyes and talked, and his face was expressionless.
Perhaps in line with the grandfather’s ups and downs, the little girl played the pipa extremely hard, blushing and unable to handle it. After the blind artist recovered, she tremblingly stretched out her hand, touched her granddaughter’s head, and then reached out for a drink. When he shook, he realized that he was empty. The old man put it back into the bowl and smacked his mouth. It seemed that he was still in the mood, but he didn't think it was a pity that he was out of alcohol. He just said to himself: "Beiliang old man Han Wenhu, today is like drinking It’s a great wine out of the arrogance of going to the east."
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